But Stavros was still frowning.
“I just don’t want to go too far. We are, after all, only doing this in order to make the pillar split. And if the only requirement is that my seed should be inside you, perhaps I should only put myself a little way in.”
Charlie felt her heart sink. “You mean like…just the tip?”
He nodded. “I think it would be best. As we are trying, once more, to be professional.”
Charlie bit her lip. Screw professional, I just want you inside me! she wanted to shout. But she knew he was right. They weren’t doing this for love or any kind of emotional attachment. They were still just co-workers and partners, not lovers. And she ought to be grateful to Stavros for trying to keep it that way.
“All right,” she said at last. “We can do that. We can be careful.”
“This way, then.” Stavros turned them on their sides again so that he was right behind her.
Charlie nearly moaned when she saw the two of them mirrored in the golden pillar once more. She was lying on her side and Stavros was right behind her, seeming to loom over her because he was so much bigger.
“Um…why like this?” she asked a bit breathlessly. “You, uh, want to watch?”
“I want you to watch,” he said seriously. “Watch and tell me if I’m going in too far. I don’t…can’t trust myself to stop without your help. And I fear if I watch the visual stimulation will be too much. I need you to guide me.”
“Oh…” Charlie felt like her heart was beating so hard it was shaking her entire body. So she was going to be in control here? The thought was both frightening and intriguing.
“Is that all right with you?” he murmured. “I’m sorry to put the burden on you, Charlotte, but I want you so much. I don’t trust myself not to thrust in too deep or even take you completely if you don’t tell me when to stop.”
“It’s all right,” she assured him, trying to control her breathing. “I…I can do it. I can tell you when to stop.”
“All right. I will watch until I get into position,” he murmured. “And then I must close my eyes.”
“Okay,” she whispered. “Then let’s…let’s go ahead and do it.”
“Of course.” Reaching around her, he lifted her top leg, bringing it up until it rested on his hip and thigh.
Charlie bit her lip at the sight of her pussy opening in the mirrored pillar. She was wet and red and her pussy lips were puffy with need after his thorough tongue bath. When he lifted her leg, it caused her to open so that the tiny pink bud of her clit, still throbbing after all his loving attention, was put on display.
“Gods, you’re beautiful,” Stavros growled hoarsely. “Look at how wet and open you are. Do you think you feel ready for me to enter you?”
“I…yes,” Charlie whispered. “Go ahead and put…put yourself in position.”
He reached between his legs and pressed the long, thick shaft of his cock up between her spread thighs. Charlie couldn’t help the little moan that was half anticipation, half fear at the sigh of the thick club of his sex poised to take her. She’d felt him here once before when he had nearly bonded her to him—but that had only been the head.
And that’s all it’s going to be this time, too, whispered a scolding little voice in her mind. Just the tip…just so he can come in you. Right?
Right. Of course. But then why did she feel so empty inside? Why was she so eager to have him in her?
Stavros positioned himself so that the broad, plum shaped head of his cock was lodged just at the entrance to her pussy. Charlie bit back a moan when she felt it pressing against her, eager to breach her and press up and into her tight channel. Then the big Kindred paused and took a deep breath.
“Oh Gods,” he groaned and when she looked at his face in the mirror, Charlie saw that his fangs had grown longer and sharper than she had ever seen them.
“Stav?” she asked anxiously. “Are you all right?”
“I am. But I cannot watch any longer. The sight of my shaft about to enter you is too much…it makes me want more than I should have.”
He took her hand and guided it down to the place where they were almost joined. Then closed his eyes resolutely.
“All right, Charlotte,” he said in a strained voice. “It is up to you now. Guide me in to where you want me to be. To where you feel I need to go in order to fill you with my seed.”
“All…all right,” she whispered. But for a moment she was completely still. God, how was she going to do this? How was she going to judge how deep was deep enough?
Just the tip, whispered that little voice in her head. Start with just the tip—that’s all you’re supposed to do anyway.
Okay, she thought. Just the tip. I can do that. We’ve already done that before. Granted she had been scared to death that he was going to bond her to him for life at the time but still, at least it wasn’t completely new territory.
Slowly she grasped the thick, pulsing shaft that rested between her legs. His skin was hot and smooth and silky but the shaft itself was hard and throbbing with life. It was like holding a living iron bar in her hand, one that longed to be inside her. with Stav behind her like this and pressed right against her she felt completely surrounded by him. The hard warmth of his chest at her back, his hot breath on the side of her neck, his delicious, dark masculine scent, all worked together to make her hotter and more eager than she’d ever been for any man.
If you keep thinking like that, you’re definitely going to go too far!
Charlotte knew the little voice was right. She tried to ignore her need and just concentrate on the business at hand.
Well, here goes nothing…
Taking a deep breath, she spread her thighs a little more and watched in the golden mirror as she pressed the broad, plum-shaped head gently but firmly against her entrance.
They both groaned softly when he slipped inside her. Charlie tensed a little at the sharp stretching feeling of his thick shaft opening her so intimately. God, he was so big and this was only the first part.
It ought to be the last part too, the scolding voice in her head informed her. But this time, Charlie chose not to listen to it. Instead she concentrated on her breathing and on feeling him inside her, getting used to having something so thick and large in a place where no one had been for a long, long time.
“Charlotte?” His deep voice was slightly strangled in her ear. “Do you feel this is deep enough? Is this where you want me to release?”
“I…” She almost said yes but something stopped her. “I…don’t know,” she said instead. “I’m afraid if you, uh, come when you’re just barely in me like this it’ll all leak out. And that might not do the trick…uh, split the pillar, I mean.”
“So you feel I should be a little deeper?” he asked hoarsely. A quick glance in the mirror showed Charlie that his eyes were still tightly closed and his fangs were extended.
“A little, maybe,” she said cautiously. “I mean, maybe just an inch or so more.”
“Then put me in you,” he growled. “I do not trust myself. I want too much to be inside you. You must be the judge and the guide.”
“All right.” Feeling a little shaky and extremely hot, Charlie reached between her legs and grasped the hot, silky length of his cock again. Slowly, biting her lip as she watched in the mirror, she fed just a little more of him into her pussy.
It was all she could do not to moan as she watched another thick inch of his long shaft slide into her. He got broader just below the head so she had the stretching sensation to contend with all over again but this time she was ready for it so it didn’t hurt as much.
“God,” she whispered as she felt him sliding slowly into her. “I can’t believe I’m doing this…laying here with my legs spread watching you slide into me.”
“How…how does it look?” he asked, his deep voice filled with desire. “Describe it to me.”
“You’ve got me stretched wide—really wide,” she admitted, panting a little. �
�It…uh, I mean you’re bigger than anyone I’ve ever been with. And also, I haven’t been with anyone in such a long time I’m practically a virgin all over again.”
“So I’m stretching you but not hurting you.” It wasn’t a question—she knew he could feel if he was giving her pain.
“It doesn’t hurt,” she agreed. “But I’m still not sure it’s quite deep enough.”
“You want to take me deeper?” he murmured in her ear. “Want to feel my shaft stretching your pussy even wider, falinda?”
Charlie bit her lip. “I…I do,” she confessed. “I mean, I think we should. Get a little deeper. To be on the safe side.”
“Very well,” Stavros rumbled. “And do you want to put me in? Or do you trust me to thrust in myself?”
“Do you trust yourself?” she asked softly. “I thought you were right on the edge.”
“I’m in control.” His deep voice held absolute certainty. “I won’t go too far. Just tell me when you want me to stop.”
“All right,” she whispered. “Then…put more of yourself in me. I…I want you to.”
“And I want to. Gods, so much.” He gripped her hip with one hand, holding her steady. “Slowly,” he growled in her ear. “Tell me the minute you want me to stop.”
Charlie wanted to say that she would but the words wouldn’t come. She was too busy watching the thick shaft of his cock sliding slowly but surely into her open pussy. God, he was so thick and yet she still didn’t want him to stop. Inch after inch penetrated her, filling her past the halfway point.
Stop—tell him to stop! shouted the judgmental little voice in her head but somehow Charlie couldn’t. Suddenly, he stopped anyway.
“Charlotte?” His deep voice was slightly strangled. “I have been waiting for you to tell me to stop but you said nothing. I feel like I’m over halfway inside you now.
“You…you are,” she whispered, at last finding her voice.
“And…you don’t mind?”
“No.” She didn’t know what else to say.
“Do you want me to come in you now?” he growled softly.
“No,” she said again. “Not…not yet.”
“When?” He shifted slightly, sending just a fraction more of his thick cock into her open pussy.
“When…” Charlie cleared her throat. “When you’re all the way in.”
“What?” In the mirrored surface of the pillar, she could see that he was frowning. “Are you saying you want me to penetrate you completely? To press the head of my shaft against the mouth of your womb? That is not very professional.”
“No, but I think it’s, uh, necessary.” Charlie scrambled to assemble her scattered thoughts. “Remember the Joined One said you had to leave your seed inside me—deep inside me?”
“Did it? I must have missed that.”
“It did,” Charlie said firmly. “I, uh, just now remembered it. But I think that means you have to be all the way, um, in me before you, you know…release.”
“Before I fill you with my seed, you mean,” he rumbled. “Yes, of course—that makes sense.”
“I think so too.” Charlie took a deep breath and spread her legs a little wider. “So go ahead, Stavros—put it all inside me. Let me feel you filling me up completely before you come.”
“Gods, falinda,” he groaned. “When you put it like that, I can deny you nothing.” With a long, slow, final thrust he pushed inside her—deep, deeper, deepest until Charlie felt his cock pressing hard at the end of her channel, the broad, plum-shaped head kissing, as he had said, the mouth of her womb.
“Oh God,” she whispered. “You’re in me, Stav. In me so deep.”
“Now I can fill you with my seed. But I wish I could watch,” he growled. “Wish I could see my shaft thrust inside you to the hilt.”
“Then look,” Charlie invited. “Trust yourself, Stav—I trust you. Watch while you fill me. While you…while you come in me.”
“I shouldn’t.” But she could hear in his voice that he wanted to be convinced.
“This is the only time we’ll be doing this,” she murmured, pressing back against him so he went even deeper inside her. “You should see it. It’s okay, Stav. I know you won’t bite me.”
“I will try not to, anyway. All right—I can resist no longer.”
With a sigh, he opened his eyes and stared at their reflection in the golden side of the vast pillar. Charlie felt his big body clench around hers and his thick shaft got even thicker as he gave a low groan.
“Ah, Gods…”
Charlie had to admit it was a hot sight—the slight blonde girl with the wide hips and big ass lying on her side with her legs spread wide open. Lying behind her with his thick cock thrust all the way to the root in her pussy was a large, muscular man with hungry eyes and long hair flowing over his broad shoulders.
“You’re beautiful,” Stavros growled softly in her ear. He slid his hand from her hip up to cup her breast. “So beautiful spreading your pussy to take me all the way inside.” He tugged gently on her nipple and made her moan at the same time. “I could come just looking at you this way. Looking at you and feeling you all around me so tight and hot and wet. So fucking perfect.”
“You—you’d better come in me soon,” Charlotte reminded him breathlessly. “I think…think our hour is almost up.”
“I will.” The big hand slid down from her breast to the place they were joined. Delicately, he began circling the aching bud of her clit with the pad of his middle finger. “But I want to bring you pleasure as I do.”
“Oh!” Charlie moaned softly as he continued to stroke her open pussy. The tight little bundle of nerves was too sensitive from her early orgasm for direct contact but Stav was sliding gently all around it without actually touching it. Somehow the feeling was more intense than if he’d been rubbing her directly.
“How does it feel?” he murmured in her ear as he continued to touch her. “How does it feel to have me so deep inside you? To have my shaft all the way inside your tight little pussy?”
“It feels good…feels amazing,” she admitted in a low, gasping voice. “But I need to feel more…need to feel you coming inside me.”
“All right,” he growled. “But be warned—I usually come a lot when I release and I’ve never had the pleasure of filling a pussy as beautiful as yours.”
“That…that’s okay,” Charlie assured him breathlessly. “Just…just do it. Just come.”
“As you wish. But I want you to come with me.”
“I…I don’t know,” Charlie began to protest but already the pleasure was building in her again. The feel of his so thick shaft inside her, filling her completely, coupled with the delicious way he was caressing all around her sensitive clit were making her crazy.
“Please, Charlotte,” he murmured in her ear. “I want to feel your sweet little pussy milking me as I come in you. Want to feel you trying to get every last drop of my seed deep inside you.”
His dirty talk as much as the physical sensations made her moan.
“Stav…” she begged, half in protest. “Oh, God…I’m so close.”
“Good, falinda. Then come for me. Come while I fill your sweet pussy with my shaft and my seed.”
Suddenly the pad of his finger rubbed directly over her throbbing clit and Charlie was shooting into the stratosphere.
“Stavros!” she wailed, feeling her inner muscles clench all around him. “Oh God, please!”
“Charlotte…” He pulled back a little until over half of his thick shaft was clear of her and Charlie saw how he was wet with her juices. Then he thrust in deep and hard, pressing the head of his cock against the end of her channel again. With a low groan he began to come.
Charlie gasped as she felt him ripple inside her and then the hot, hard spurts of cum bathing the mouth of her womb. God, she’d never felt anything like this with a human lover. Stav hadn’t been kidding when he said he came a lot—she could feel him filling her up and already some of it was leaking out of
her. And yet he still made more, filling her to the limit and beyond.
The very feel of him spurting inside her seemed to make Charlie come even harder and longer herself. She moaned and arched her back against him, throwing back her head as the spasm of pleasure overwhelmed her.
Suddenly she felt something long and sharp prick along the skin of her exposed throat.
Her eyes had been tightly closed but now they flew open to see Stavros leaning over her, his mouth open, his fangs dangerously close to puncturing the tender skin of her neck.
“Stav?” she whispered tightly, going completely still. She could see the tiny blue droplets of essence hanging on the ends of those razor sharp tips and she knew if he bit her now, while he was filling her pussy with his seed, they would be bonded permanently together.
Once such a prospect would have frozen her blood. But now…God, she didn’t know how she felt now. But she did know they hadn’t agreed on this.
“Stav?” she asked again. “I…you…you promised not to.”
Slowly his eyes, which had been narrowed and burning with lust, went back to normal. After what was clearly a moment of serious inner struggle, he pulled back. Charlie didn’t know whether to be relieved or disappointed. She could only imagine the multiple orgasms his essence would have given her as he filled her below.
“I won’t.” He met her eyes in the mirror. “I will not bond you or any female to me. But, Gods, I want to. Want you.” He held her gaze, his own eyes burning with need and regret. “I know it is not professional to say but I cannot help it. I love you, Charlie. Love you so damn much and I wish I could bond you to me forever.”
“Oh, Stav…” She felt like her heart was melting. She looked up at him and opened her mouth, though she didn’t know what she was going to say…
Suddenly a long crack appeared in the side of the pillar, directly in front of them. A crack so high it ran the length of the vast shining side. Light shot out of it bathing them in a pinkish golden glow and a deep, commanding voice spoke.
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